Sixx: A.M. - Everything Went to Hell Lyrics
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Everything Went to Hell
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What Are The Lyrics For Everything Went to Hell By Sixx: A.M.?
Sometimes it feels like you're my fucking enemy
(You've got your demons in play, you've got your demons) Sometimes I fantasize that you will die instead of me (You've got your demons in play, you've got your demons) I could've loved you to death, but now I dance on your grave (You've got your demons in play, you've got your demons) I, I tried, but I can't erase it I watched you fucking him Right then your life was over Thought you were heaven-sent Then everything went to hell I watched you take him then And I just stood there frozen You killed what could have been And everything went to hell Sometimes it feels like you laugh at all my misery (You've got your demons in play, you've got your demons) Sometimes I'm paralyzed by my reckless jealousy (You've got your demons in play, you've got your demons) I could've loved you to death, but now I dance on your grave (You've got your demons in play, you've got your demons) I, I tried, but I can't erase it I watched you fucking him Right then your life was over Thought you were heaven-sent Then everything went to hell I watched you take him then And I just stood there frozen You killed what could have been And everything went to hell I watched you fucking him Right then your life was over Thought you were heaven-sent Then everything went to hell I watched you take him then And I just stood there frozen You killed what could have been And everything went to hell |
Who Wrote Everything Went to Hell By Sixx: A.M.?
Nikki Sixx
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